Jeber’s

The Music Machine

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“God As My Witness, I Thought Turkeys Could Fly!”

“Station manager Arthur Carlson comes up with a big idea for a unique holiday promotion involving live turkeys and a helicopter.”


My favorite Thanksgiving story. Gather the family around after dinner and enjoy.

Are you a character?

Character is what a person has made of themselves. It’s the truest measure of a person. You’re born a certain color, in a certain country, into certain status, as a certain gender. It’s the height of folly to praise or blame a person based on what they have no responsibility for. What is a legitimate criteria is what they’ve made of the circumstances they were handed.

I may honestly consider the belief in gods to be so highly unlikely as to be insignificant, but that doesn’t mean that a Christian can’t also be a person of character. Religious beliefs or lack of same is only a small part of a person’s character. Their character is the sum of all the parts of a person’s life. I know of quite a few people of character who also believe in gods. I don’t hold it against them. The sum of their personality, their character, renders that unimportant. I also know of a great many people who claim Christian or otherwise religious beliefs who lack character, who are far from noble. I respect a person of character.

Cleo sends a message

There’s hardly a day that goes by in which Cleo doesn’t amaze me with her personality and intelligence. There should be no way a 6 month old pup could be this creative.

This afternoon at work I was cleaning up one of the stations. At one point I took a container of water back to the bathroom to pour down the toilet. Cleo tagged along as usual and watched me. A short time later I saw her go into the bathroom and stare into the toilet. I figured she was just curious. Then she walked from the bathroom through the shop up to where her water bowl is. She walked back to the bathroom and stared into the toilet.

Curious, I checked her water bowl. It was empty. She was letting me know the water in the toilet should be in her bowl. I grabbed her bowl and filled it in the sink with Cleo watching me the whole time, tail wagging merrily.

Once she again had water in her bowl she never returned to the bathroom.

Any dog trainer will tell you that dog training is at least 50% a matter of training the owner to pay attention to what your dog is telling you. I have been given my lesson for the day and will remember it.